What He On ft. Ptw Vell Lyrics

I'm just trying to see what he on

I'm just trying to see if he about it

Say that he down we gon slide if you about it

Niggas can't rap swear to God they just clouted

50 ass niggas around can't allow it

Silver spoon niggas was getting allowance

Say he got bags bag his ass then we clown him

Ain't Fucking that bitch if the pussy smell sour

Uh huh

This shit real life like power

Just trying to make a way god give me the power

Ain't slide for your gang pussy niggas be cowards

Just trying to get rich get a house in some towers

Fuck you bitch i ain't getting you flowers

Just bagged me a bad little bitch out Howard

Could've stay solid and everything a be ours

I'm trying to run up a hundred thousand every hour

Uh Huh

Dirty money got to clean it

Bitch said that she love me I know she don't mean it

She don't know that she falling in love with a demon

Bad little bitch trying to give her my semen

Deuce of the yellow that shit got me leaning

Jamming too hard out of earth now I'm leaving

Try get up on me cause he thought i ain't peep him

slide on his block niggas now I'm a leave him

Me and Kruddy like Keenan and Kel

Get caught in that jam and i know he won't tell

We gon find us a way to make money in jail

Do the time for our crime or we paying our bail

But fuck that we ain't trying to sit in no cell

Got bags coming in making plays of a cell

Got too much work to get shipped through the mail

Bitch say she leaving I don't even care

You can do what u want I'm a just go and step up a tear

I wont cry about a bitch I ain't dropping a tear

Nigga say he my opponent we gon aim at his hair

Ain't a gangster but run up on me I'm a blow bitch i swear

Uh

My new York man got bags for the Low

1500 That's a great little sale

All black truck loading up them shells

Young nigga purping he want to see hell

Fishing for opps they ain't know where to tell

Smith with the Wesson I blow at your tail

Put that heat on him he tipping like 12

Can't go to the party if shit not litty

Nigga try play me I'm a up my blicky

Run the campus and niggas know we run the city

Put him in a box then we sliding out philly

If he talk on the net we gon slide with the drizzy

800 a Drac let's get busy

Bitch horny as shit want me play with her kitty

We got them bags come get you a diddy

I'm with my DC demon and we trying to walk down

Aim at your top little nigga you bow down

Try run up on me that nigga get hawked down

Slide with the men you better not run now

Trying to trap on the block till it's sundown

Try fucking with me little guap gon run down

He thought i was birdy till his ass got gun down

Run in da crib we up with the runts now

Your ass could get took off the map for the trolling

Don't do IG live you tipping and stroffing

Three holes in his head now I'm trying to go bowling

Six beams to his face now his bitch ass exploding

Catch a Opp nigga lacking no stick i expose him

10 Mil on my hip gon cause an explosion

Niggas lacking and loafing

I'm not with the jonesing

If i catch a opponent nigga on god I'm a toast him

I got a smart bitch Shawty be coding

I'm with little guap like Zach and Cody

Like I'm in the field bitch niggas can't hold me

Gave her dick and she shut up was feeling like Jody

Thot bitch keep thotting she fucking for Kobe's

Slide up Howard you know where my hoes be

Shoot up the lobby like fuck Mr. Mosby

I need a bad ass bitch be my trophy

I deserve this shit and you know that I mean it

Play with me nigga your whole team leaning

Slide on your block blue face I'm a bleed it

Ain't fucking with ross now I'm shopping at Neimanns